It is the hour of pearl—the interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself.
John SteinbeckMots clés steinbeck cannery-row monterey
Our Father who art in nature, who has given the gift of survival to the coyote, the common brown rat, the English sparrow, the house fly and the moth, must have a great and overwhelming love for no-goods and blots-on-the-town and bums, and Mack and the boys. Virtues and graces and laziness and zest. Our Father who art in nature.
John SteinbeckMots clés society nature god outcasts cannery-row john-steinbeck
And he didn't get tired or sleepy, for the beauty burned in him like fire.
John SteinbeckMots clés beauty fire cannery-row
Then the sun came up and shook the night chill out of the air the way you'd shake a rug.
John SteinbeckMots clés fiction cannery-row john-steinbeck
He never forgot anything but he never bothered to arrange his memories. -Hazel, Cannery Row
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